Urban Seduction: Housewives Club Chapter 1932 - 261: The Arrogant Little Cousin 2

Naturally, the display of feigned innocence and shock was nothing more than a performance by that fellow.

After embracing his cousin for such a long duration, he was itching for some action; eventually, unable to restrain himself any longer, he faked a surprised reaction and made a move against her.

While the shock was fabricated, the thrill was genuine. He discovered that even though his cousin was only eighteen, her breasts were impressively developed—at least a C-cup—feeling soft, elastic, and possessing that distinct firmness unique to virgins.

The sensation was quite simply beyond words.

In a situation like this, most girls would be paralyzed by embarrassment or perhaps break down in tears.

However, Chen Yao was no ordinary girl. As the known ruffian among the younger generation of the three great families, she was far from a timid maiden.

Even though her complexion turned crimson with shame, she had no intention of backing down.

Following a short pause, she swiftly flipped over and pinned Wang Yue beneath her weight.

Straddling him, she balled her small hands into fists and began raining blows down on him, shouting, "You little bastard! How dare you touch my breasts? I’ll beat you to death!"

Wang Yue shielded his handsome face with his arms and pleaded, "Sis, I was wrong. It wasn't on purpose. Please have mercy!"

Chen Yao accepted his apologies, believing her cousin couldn't possibly be that wicked. Furthermore, as she sat upon him with her buttocks pressed against his lap, she didn't sense any physical change there.

After landing a few dozen hits, her fury finally began to dissipate.

She was unaware that her seemingly harmless cousin’s penis was already erect from the excitement, yet it remained hidden and restrained by his specialized underwear, preventing her from feeling it.

Though her anger had cooled, Chen Yao’s urge to "conquer" him remained unfulfilled. Staying seated on top of him, she demanded, "Do you admit defeat yet?"

"I admit defeat, I admit defeat!" Wang Yue answered instantly.

"Good. If you dare to show your teeth again, I’ll give you another beating!" Chen Yao declared with a look of satisfaction before finally climbing off him.

Wang Yue scrambled up as well, then suddenly leaned in and whispered mysteriously, "Sis, I’ve stumbled upon two secrets."

"What secrets?" Chen Yao asked, her curiosity piqued.

"Your breasts..." Wang Yue cast a glance at her chest and complimented, "They feel incredibly good to touch."

With those words, he let out a laugh and bolted away.

"You brat, get back here!" Chen Yao yelled in a mix of shame and rage, but she couldn't overtake him, even though she pursued him all the way to the living room.

Watching the pair return covered in blades of grass, Wang Yuqi and Chen Xi shared a knowing smile. They were long accustomed to this sort of playful roughhousing between the two.

Chen Peng even stuck out his tongue, teasing with schadenfreude, "Wang Yue, you suffered another beating, didn't you?"

However, Ling Xueyan and Chen Chen understood better than anyone that the boy must have seized a chance to be mischievous; otherwise, Chen Yao’s face wouldn't be so flushed. They simply didn't know the extent of what had happened.

Chen Yao had originally lured Wang Yue outside to avoid showing her rowdy side to the family, fearing a scolding from her grandmother.

Now that they were back in the living room, she couldn't harass him further. She merely shot him an angry glare and began brushing the grass off her clothes.

Wang Yue, conversely, simply utilized a surge of internal Qi to instantly cleanse his entire body.

The skill to purify one's body is a technique used by masters above the Di Que realm, while the ability to even clean one’s garments requires reaching a level beyond the Tian Yuan realm.

Although Chen Yao had heard rumors that Wang Yue’s Cultivation had reached the Gui Zhen realm, it was merely talk, and she found it difficult to grasp the reality of it.

But seeing this, she realized with clarity that the little cousin she used to bully was now a master so formidable she couldn't even hope to see his back.

This realization sparked a subtle shift in her perspective: Her cousin was truly being kind to her.

Despite being a powerful figure far beyond her reach, he still played with her just as they had as children, even allowing her to "tease" him.

Powerful men naturally possess a fatal allure for women, and the stronger a woman is, the more she tends to desire a man who surpasses her.

Perhaps this is that primal instinct for being conquered that exists within a woman's nature.

In Chen Yao’s eyes, Wang Yue undoubtedly fit that mold. More importantly, despite his immense strength, his treatment of her remained unchanged.

A man who is both powerful and gentle was far more captivating than one who was merely strong.

For the first time in her eighteen years, Chen Yao felt her heart flutter for a man. Even though the target of these feelings was her own cousin, such emotions are blind; once they take root, one ceases to care about such details.

As she adjusted her hair and clothing, Chen Yao couldn't help but dwell on the moments they spent playing, specifically when he had touched her chest.

At the moment, she had felt nothing but embarrassment, but reflecting on it now, that tingling sensation was actually quite pleasant.

Deep down, she even found herself wishing he would touch her again.

And surely, he must have wanted to as well; otherwise, why would he have remarked on how good it felt?

Lost in these thoughts, Chen Yao found herself drifting into a daze of imagination.

By the time she finished tidying herself, Shen Siying returned to the room and spoke to Wang Yue, "Yue, I’ve spoken with your grandmother, and she has agreed that you can share your Cultivation method with the Chen family. Why not try it with us now before lunch is served?"

"Sure," Wang Yue replied without a second thought, immediately teaching them his dual-Cultivation technique, which they then practiced together.

Naturally, the result held no surprises...

Well, perhaps there was one small surprise: Chen Yao, who usually showed no shame when wrestling with Wang Yue, now blushed deeply when their hands met. However, aside from Wang Yue, only Ling Xueyan and Chen Chen noticed this change.

The mother and daughter sighed inwardly: The son-in-law of the Chen family, who should have belonged only to Chen Xi, was now entangled with his own mother and sister.

It appeared that Chen Yao, the cousin, also desired a portion of this "fortune." But as the saying goes, "Many lice don’t itch, and many debts don’t cause worry."

Having already grown accustomed to Wang Yue being surrounded by beauties, they merely felt a trace of envy, without any real hostility toward Chen Yao’s growing interest.